💔A Teen: Hurt, Confused, Missing Life.💔
It's hard being a 13 year old boy with no Father to look up too.
Everyday, my mom goes with a fake smile on her face but dead eyes,
my brother tried to help her but its no use anymore, she's gone.
I use to be carefree and happy but now I'm lost and confused.
Which makes it worst is, I really like this girl but I'm confused about her feels for me. I try my hardest to get her to notice me but it's hard.
I hate it when my friends talk about their dad, not because it's boring, it's because I can't join in and it hurts.
I have a picture of him with me when I was young but that's it. Every night I talk to him because that's all I have.
My older brother has made it his mission to protect me and keep me safe.
But I much rather have my dad or my mom, my real mom.
"Mom. Mom! MOM!" I say, getting louder and louder but she doesn't answer. "MOM!" I yell, as loud as I could to get her attention but she ignores me. "That's it! I'm done! I can't take it anymore!" I yelled before putting on my sweater and DC's and running out into the chilly fall.
I run to the end of the road before crossing the street and start my journey, maybe even my last steps...
💔A Teen: Hurt, Confused, Missing Life.💔
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